Huai Ling pursed her lips and lowered her head.

Jintang felt that Huai Ling had relieved her strength, so she slowly let go, bullied her body and hugged Huai Ling, pressed her into her arms, and carefully patted her spine.

"That's right, don't be too anxious."

Jintang lay down slowly again, and the two of them snuggled together.

Jintang kissed Huai Ling's forehead.

He said again: "Doctor Su said, I have three months left, not three days left. And it can be extended for a long time after getting the beast treasure. Why do you have to be so angry and anxious?"

Huailing directly put one of his legs on Jintang's legs.

His little face was buried in Jintang's neck.

Only the fragrance of tea on Jintang can make her feel at ease.

This tells Huai Ling that Jintang is still there, and Jintang is always there.

But... the tea fragrance on Jintang's body became weaker.

This means that Jintang's body is weakening.

"You can't leave me... We can't have any other way of dying except old age and death..."

"Haha, you've been tired all night, go to bed quickly, I won't leave you."

Jintang kissed Huai Ling again.

"I, I guarantee that you can see me when you open your eyes tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and many days ahead."

Huai Ling closed her eyes.

But she was still thinking about things.

There is an opportunity, that is the birthday of the Queen Mother two days later.

This year, I don’t know if it was because the emperor was addicted to Lin Jun or because the emperor had two daughters and one son in a row.

She didn't think about doing the birthday of the princess.

The princess is at the forefront of the storm. She knows too much that she should be low-key and low-key.

So she celebrated herself in the mansion.

Huailing planned to take advantage of this time to take Jintang to discuss with the Royal Lady.

She let out a breath before she was ready to rest.

That's it, two days later.

Huailing and Jintang took a carriage to the door of the imperial concubine's mansion.

Huai Ling jumped down first.

Then he reached out and helped Jintang get out of the car.

Later, when he saw that there was no one around, he simply hugged Jintang and hugged him down.

Jintang hurriedly patted Huailing on the shoulder.

"Your Highness, I can't walk. You suddenly feel like this, and you are still outside..."

"No one saw it."

As the gate of the Royal Palace mansion opened.

A male slave came out inside.

He saluted Huai Ling and said, "The villain greets the Fourth Princess, Jintang, the princess, we are already waiting inside. Knowing that you two are coming, the kitchen has prepared wine and food."

As soon as Huai Ling pulled Jintang in, she heard the sounds of instruments such as erhu, suona, and guzheng.

It turned out that the stage was built in the back garden.

Someone was singing an opera on it.

The princess sat on the chair in the center, raised one leg and listened with her eyes closed.

His fingers followed the beat and tapped his knees twice.

Very comfortable.

The male slave led Huai Ling and Jintang over and said, "You two, please listen to the opera first. It's still early. The food in the kitchen will be prepared later. I will call my masters."

Huai Ling sat down and sat next to the princess.

The princess did not open her eyes, but spoke.

"It was you two days ago, right?"

"I really didn't expect that your soft husband would be so good at kung fu."

Huai Ling was not surprised that the princess knew about this.

After all, Huai Ling has never celebrated her birthday for so many years.

This time Huai Ling came, and the time interval was so close, it was difficult for the Emperor to not connect these two things.

"Sister Huang, I heard that your Fangjun is sick. I also knew that several old imperial doctors in the Imperial Medical Department had no choice but to use the beast treasure to sniff the air."

The princess opened her eyes and narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly.

With sharpness and ruthlessness.

Huailing said again: "My imperial physician Su Yuezhi has been studying the condition of your elder sister, Fangjun. She said that beast treasures treat symptoms but not root causes, and can only be used to suffocate life. He will still get sick later."

The princess clenched her fists.

But there was no posture.

Huai Ling said it out loud.

She held Jintang's hand and was very solemn and authentic.

"Sister Huang, it's not that I need to be killed. Who cares about that beast treasure?"

"My husband has three months left. He is very skilled, you can see it, but suddenly something strange is that you should have felt it on the day of the fight."

Huailing said that Doctor Su clearly stated that he could not use one animal treasure, either of them could use it.

I have won the time to hang my life this time.

Doctor Su can treat the two together.

A person changed on the stage.

The princess changed from sitting sideways and raising her legs to sitting straight.

Her eyes were doting, and Huai Ling realized that the man on the stage this time was actually her side lord.

The princess said again: "I won't give you the beast treasure, I won't tell you a little bit."

"I can't use it once, I can divide it twice, and I can't use it twice, and no one will dislike it too many times."

Huai Ling lowered her breath, "But elder sister, the imperial doctor here, she is sure to heal the two of them, just give her time."

Huai Ling asked the princess to think of Su Yuezhi, that was not a person who could be threatened or influenced.

"She listens only when I speak. So elder sister, please think about it."

As he was talking, the man on the stage suddenly fell to the ground while turning around.

For a moment, all the sounds came to an abrupt end.

A male slave ran up.

"Bangjun, Bangjun!"

"I said that you are not in good health now and cannot be tired. Why are you still persisting?"

The princess also quickly stood up. She ran over and grabbed the man on the stage into her arms regardless of anything.

All the opera accessories on the man's head were scattered.

His black hair was dissipated, and his whole body was fragile.

"Ziyan, you are not healthy, why are you lying to me? It doesn't matter if you don't sing opera today. You are the most important thing."

The man called Zi Yan's face was pale and he was panting severely.

He shook his head.

"Your Highness... I really felt better just now, really! It's not a lie..."

Seeing that the princess looked bad, Zi Yan said again: "Today, Japan wants to play opera to cheer up your highness like in previous years, but I defeated your highness."

"Don't say that!"

Zi Yan covered his chest and his breathing became even worse.

He actually tilted his head and vomited blood.

Huai Ling and Jintang were both stunned.
To be continued...